We drove to visit the Talisker distillery and on the way saw lots of scarecrows. It was a village wide effort and every house and farm had one. This is Jessie, the scarecrow at the local primary school.
This is the beach at Glen Brittle. Another quite hairy drive to get there, but worth it as it was a beautiful place. The sand is black-volcanic. It had intricate patterns and there was a large seabird skeleton looking most dramatic. The mountains are just behind the beach and looked black and moody, with mist at their base, and cloud at their summits, on the day we went. The only slight downside was the lack of a public toilet! The mean campsite people keep theirs locked apart from for residents, even though it is marked as a pc (public convenience) on the map! Ah well, the walk on the beach was a bit shorter than I would have liked!
Page two is a photo of the post office on the mainland in a place called Knoydart. The Old Forge was the pub we were there to visit-it was a deal where you get a boat at 5.30 from Armadale, have a meal, and get the boat back at 9.00. It was a good boat trip. Andy caused false excitement when he spotted a rock, but thought it was a seal! Knoydart is about half an hour from Skye by boat, and is on the mainland, but there are not any roads out of there-an eighteen mile hike will get you to the nearest civilisation!